A Story Worth Telling
It was just a few days ago.
November 14. 11:04 p.m. “Ding.” A late night text. My bedtime routine is … well, routine. With the best of intentions, I plan to be sound asleep by 10:00. When around 11:00, I’m reading, cleaning house, or sometimes simply struggling to improve my guitar skills, I know I will be midnight getting in bed. Again.
Only one person texts me that...